Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 68247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
His heart started beating again at I actually like this side of you, and he blew out a long breath.
“You weren’t sure about me or us,” he said, trying to explain. “It seemed smart to let you set the pace. But when you were about to walk out on me because of Lola . . . I decided to change my game plan.”
She studied him in silence for so long he grew antsy, shifting on his feet.
“It’s about time,” she finally said.
He took that as an all clear. “We’re out of here,” he muttered.
“Now?” she asked, stunned.
“Yep. I need to be inside you. I’m taking you home before you change your mind.”
“But what about Lola? And Rep?”
“Trust me, they’ll understand.” He grasped her hand and unlocked the door.
“But I’m not wearing my panties.”
“So? They’re just where I want them,” he said, patting his jeans pocket. Without giving her a chance to respond, he pulled her along with him back into the big living room.
“Everything okay?” Lola asked.
“Fine,” Avery said.
“Great,” Grey added. “I’m sorry to break up the party, but we need to get going.” He squeezed Avery’s hand in reassurance.
Lola looked from him to Avery, a smile edging her lips as she took them in and understanding dawned. “I can see why,” she said, laughing.
Rep chuckled. “Okay then.”
“Umm, it was nice to meet you both,” Avery said.
Grey headed for the door, tugging her beside him, but she dug in her heels, turning back to the other couple. “Thank you for including me.”
Grey understood he needed to let this moment between Avery and Lola happen, and he stopped his run for the exit.
“It was good to meet you,” Lola said, her expression as serious as he’d ever seen it. “Come back anytime.”
“Thanks,” Avery said.
“I mean it!” she called out as Grey started for the front entry once more.
He opened the door and came to a stop when he ran right into his manager about to ring the bell. “Simon.” Grey was surprised to find him there.
“Kingston,” Simon said by way of greeting.
His gaze zeroed in on Avery, and Grey had the sudden urge to pull her behind him and shield her from his manager, which was ridiculous.
“Lola’s inside, but we were just leaving,” Grey informed the man.
“Aren’t you going to introduce us?” Simon asked, curiosity in his tone.
“Avery Dare,” she said herself, extending her hand.
“Simon Colson, and it’s a pleasure to meet you. I trust you enjoyed the concert I left you tickets for?”
That night was the last thing Grey wanted in Avery’s head now, when he finally had her on the way to his bed.
“I did. The band was amazing,” she said, genuine enthusiasm in her voice, and a bit of pride filled him at the knowledge that she had enjoyed the concert.
Simon nodded. “I know it’s hectic backstage afterward, but I hope you were able to make good use of the passes?” he asked in a too-kind voice.
Grey swore. The SOB knew full well what had happened that night, and he was deliberately rubbing Avery’s face in it. The question was, why? And the only answer he could come up with was that Avery’s presence in his life somehow threatened Simon. Which again made no sense, since the man had no idea Grey wasn’t keen on using him in any future endeavors.
He tightened his grip on Avery’s hand and turned his attention to what was important—Avery, who eyed Simon with a healthy dose of wariness.
“I did get backstage, actually. And you’re right. It’s a crazy scene,” Avery said.
He was surprised she managed to keep her voice and expression neutral.
“Comes with the territory. Especially around our boy here. The women love him.” Simon smiled at her.
Grey had had enough, but before he could speak, Avery did.
“They do because he’s that talented.” She straightened her shoulders and met Simon’s gaze. “But as you can see, Grey and I reconnected, and that’s all that matters.”
Grey grinned. Apparently his girl had solid intuition and knew how to hold her own. She’d managed with Lola and again now with Simon. He hoped she realized her own inner strength.
She turned to Grey, dismissing Simon. “You ready to go home?”
“With you? I was born ready.” He glanced at his manager. “I’d say it’s nice to see you, but given you’re still playing mind games, not so much.” He led Avery around Simon and walked out the door.
They settled into his car, and he turned to face her. “We still good?” he asked, hoping that her replies hadn’t been a performance for Simon’s sake. He didn’t want her to return to being worried about the rocker lifestyle.
“Your manager’s an ass, but we’re fine.” She buckled her seat belt and met his gaze.
“We don’t need to talk?”
“Is that what you really want to do now?” She snaked a hand across the seat and settled her warm palm on his thigh. “Because I thought we had bigger, more important plans.” Her hand slid upward, closer to his aching cock.